Nomo Chips In

I'm not that big on superstitions. At least, not as big on them as Sax is. Sure, some things like a particular shirt, or putting a hat on at the right time, or making sure the GT is phrased the right way SEEM like they have an impact, but not really.

Tomorrow, however, I'm going to go out of my way to eat a bag of these chips:


Blogger Night 2013 was Clayton Kershaw's final start of the year. To that point, the team had been struggling to provide him with run support. In the suite that evening, these chips were served to us, alongside plentiful Dodger Dogs. I helped myself to a bag (or two...or three). Kershaw got 11 runs of support.

Fast forward to NLDS Game 1. The morning of the game, I looked in my backpack and noticed the bag of Tim's chips that I had smuggled out of the suite that night. Not really thinking anything of it, I ate them. Later that day, Kershaw got 6 runs of support in a Game 1 victory.

The days of Kershaw's next two starts, NLDS Game 4 and NLCS Game 2, I did not eat any of the chips. It worked out OK for NLDS Game 4, since Kersh was bailed out by Juan Uribe (who also knows a thing or two about eating chips). NLCS Game 2, on the other hand, was a disaster. (I will also be avoiding Disneyland this weekend, where I was during Game 2.)

Now, maybe it won't work since they won't be Dodger Stadium chips, but I have to try SOMETHING, right?

This is what happens when I write posts at lunch time.